Though Google does have my heart, I want to marry WordPress and have its babies, too. I just can’t be faithful to one Internet technology.
In other news, the bags under my eyes have taken up permanent residence, unpacked and are lounging around like they own the place. It’s been a long week. But launch on Friday, so it’s worth it. I just have to keep telling myself that.
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July 18th, 2007 at 10:15 pm
steve
WordPress is very gentle, but firm; docile, yet fiery. To have its babies, you must first look directly into its logic center. This is located in the upper quadrant. Once located, you must seize it. Move the mouse over this upper quadrant in circular motions, making sure that you do not click. Let the arrow move over it again and again. (If it this makes it easier, pretend that you are a nurse. You know that WordPress is dysfunctional. It does not know you, and it is unsympathetic to your desire for babies.) Now, click that button! You have just given it a shot.
Now close your eyes and imagine George Orwell shaking hands with Aldous Huxley. A Brave New World is suddenly embraced in the arms of 1984, and the emplastic rhythm begin to bring about peace. Feel this peace in your intellect, which is located in the center of your heart.
What can I say? I, too, a man, would like to have babies, but with the sublime of Coleridge, moistened with Blake’s The Four Zoas, and with a teaspoon of Poe’s Gordon Pym.